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Get ready for an intense session in the Playroom.

Edward was cuffed to the spanking bench by his arms and legs, face down, ass up.

"Count them and thank me after each one of them," Bella demanded, cupping his firm ass, giving it a squeeze.

"Yes, Mistress."

"It's imperative, so I shouldn't remind you not to come."

"Yes, Mistress."

Bella took a step to the side, angling her body just right for her strikes to land firmly on his buttocks. She pulled her arm up in the air, before letting it be guided by gravity down. The first smack resounded in the quiet room.

Edward inhaled sharply, before he let out that breath with a whoosh. "One. Thank you, Mistress."

Bella repeated the same treatment for his other cheek. Now both of his cheeks adorned two red angry welts.

"Two. Thank you, Mistress."

Bella made sure not to land the paddle in the same spot until she had covered his ass and the back of his thighs in paddle-shaped marks. Edward was having difficulty counting, his fingers wrapped tightly on the front legs of the bench.

"If you lose count, we'll start from one again," she warned.

"E-eight. Thank you, Mistress."

"A little presumptuous, Stud. It's seven."

He let out a shaky breath. "Seven. Sorry. Thank you, Mistress."

"Shall we start all over again?"

"Please no. Please, Mistress," he begged, his voice breaking.

She caressed his burning ass. "Level of pain, Stud."

"Eight? I think."

"Is that your new favorite number? Keep it in mind." She pulled away to smack his ass again, a tad slower and softer.

"Eight. Thank you, Mistress."

Bella landed the last two blows close to his filled balls. Edward tried to shift away, but he had nowhere to go, being strapped to the bench.

"Good boy." She stroked his hair, before running a hand over his back. Bella decided she loved him in any position that allowed her to admire his tatted back.

She untied his limbs carefully, rubbing his wrists with her thumbs, before she led him to the bed. He lay down, and Bella plugged in the Hitachi wand.

"Get up. I'm the one lying down today. Remember that number you liked?" she asked, raising a brow.

"Eight, Mistress."

She licked her lips, shifting until her legs were on either side of his body, spread open to give him a perfect view of her glistening pussy. "I want eight edges before you blow my mind again."

His jaw dropped.

"You can use anything to achieve the goal. And you're not allowed to stop or feel sorry for me if I curse and kick you for edging me to the point of madness."

"I understand, Mistress." His voice was like honey, and Bella felt her pussy clenching.

"Only if you can't accomplish your task, you're allowed to cuff my hands to the bed," she said in a shaky voice. "I'd rather you didn't."

His wide eyes locked with hers, as he nodded seriously.

"Questions?" Bella asked, when Edward didn't move, seemingly in shock.

"Do I let you come on the eighth edge or right after?"

"Right after."

He grinned devilishly, shimmering down her body, lying with his chest flat on the bed. He hooked her legs over his shoulders, before pressing his plush lips to her wetness. He hummed in appreciation, flicking her clit with his tongue.

Bella urged her body to relax, because she was in for a form of torture she hadn't been in over ten years. She braced herself for crying and thrashing around wildly.

Edging had been Liam's favorite torment on her body, and she'd loved it. That was the only fond memory she had of their time together.

Edward brought her close within a few minutes, with just his tongue. Her legs wrapped around his neck, and he pulled away, gasping.

"One. Please don't choke me, Mistress. Who's going to give you pleasure afterwards?"

"You're a cheeky little shit this weekend," she groaned, cupping her soaking wet pussy with a hand.

"No. This is mine to play with." Edward took her hand and moved it to the headboard. Then he took her other hand, joining the other. "Keep them there, Mistress. I don't want to restrain you."

Bella's hips lifted off the bed. His words made her insides melt. It made her want to do anything he asked of her, which went against everything she believed in.

Edward returned his attention to her pussy, rubbing her folds with three fingers. They moved so fast, she felt her muscles clenching in need. When the build started once again in her groin, Edward pushed two of his fingers inside her, rubbing his thumb over her clit. His fingers curled to rub her nub from the inside.

"God! Edward!" Bella gripped the metal bar tightly, riding his hand. "So close."

He pulled his hand away, making tears spring into her eyes. "Two, Mistress."

"Fuck you," she spat.

Edward bit on his lip, and she was impressed he was actually behaving himself. She half-expected him to comment about being caged and unable to fuck her like she wanted.

He ran his palms over her inner thighs making her shiver in pleasure. "Can I get more toys, Mistress?"

"Use the Hitachi."

"It's not enough for what I have in mind," he answered shyly.

"Do you plan on killing me?"

"Of course not," he said, bewildered.

"Go. Top drawer only." She kept her eyes on his back as he rummaged through her vibrators and dildos. She'd never allowed any of her Subs inside her drawers. Edward returned to the bed with three different vibrators and a veiny dildo. "You'll have to explain to the cops how I ended up dead with an assortment of sex toys near me."

He chuckled throatily. "Only pleasure, Mistress. I promise you'll survive."

"I'll come back to haunt you anyway."

Edward nestled himself between her legs again, picking the pen vibrator. Bella tensed up, and Edward placed his palm above her pussy. "Relax, Mistress." He turned the slim vibrator on and ran it over her slick lips.

She pushed against the buzzing toy and it brushed a spot that made her walls flutter. She gasped, feeling her lungs burning, but breathing was overrated when Edward was doing sinful things with that toy.

"Breathe, Mistress."

She took a deep breath, moaning loudly. Her back arched off the bed, as she braced on the headboard with her hand, pushing against the vibrator. Edward shook it over her sensitive lips, and pulled it away just as her muscles tightened and the white light was close to taking over.

"Three," he said smugly.

Bella pressed her thighs together as Edward looked through his assortment of toys. She hadn't felt so frustrated, so close, yet so far from tipping over the edge. She loved testing her limits, but when she couldn't handle it anymore, she simply climbed on her Sub's dick and took all the pleasure out of it.

"Open, Mistress," he whispered, spreading her legs. He rubbed the head of the silicon dildo over her swollen clit, before pushing it inside.

Warmth spread through her groin and her legs started shaking from the strength it took to keep them open and her feet planted on the bed. Edward pumped the dildo inside her slowly, licking at her clit.

"Shiiit. Shit, Edward." He pulled out the toy, and Bella cried in frustration. "Come back here. Fuck me."

Edward leaned over her body, pushing his caged dick against her pulsating sex. "Four. I wish I could fuck you, Mistress."

Bella wrapped her arms around him, grinding against him, feeling the tip of his cage against the spot she needed him. Edward seized her wrists, bringing them back to the headboard.

"I don't want to tie you down, Mistress."

"Goooood!" Bella hooked her legs around his narrow hips, grinding against his cage. "So close."

"Christ. Fuck. Stop, please." Edward hurried to pin her waist to the bed, gripping her tightly, his breathing heavy.

Bella squirmed under him, fighting him off. She wanted to come. Using her ankles under his ass, she pushed herself up and flipped them over until she was on top of him. She planted her hands on his chest as she rubbed her slick pussy against his caged dick.

"Fuck," Edward groaned, his hands grabbed her ass under her skirt.

"Yes. Oh, shit. Right there." She dragged her pussy over the tip where she could feel Edward's piercing.

Just as she was about to come undone, Edward lifted her off his body, making her kick her legs and cry out. He pushed her back, hovering over her. His eyes were hooded with lust, but showed her he meant business by keeping her hands against the headboard, while he leaned to the nightstand to grab the handcuffs.

"That was five," he muttered, upset.

"I'm going to turn your ass purple if you cuff me."

He stalled for a moment, before he proceeded to wrap the leather cuffs around Bella's wrists, winding them around the metal rod, like she'd done with him.

"Edward," she snapped, tugging wildly.

"Let me make you feel like the goddess that you are." His voice was silky soft again.

Bella squeezed her eyes shut, tugging at her restraints, something she wasn't used to. She jumped at the feeling of Edward's lips against her pussy. He brought the rabbit vibrator, pushing it inside of her on what seemed like full power.

Her voice seemed to raise to new notes she wasn't aware she could produce. Edward kept slurping at her clit while keeping the toy inside of her. The tip of the rabbit touched her G-spot, making her eyes cross. She thrashed under him, the cuffs cutting into her wrists.

"Yessss!" She felt the first tingles of the orgasm taking over her body, but Edward removed the toy and his lips. "You're never getting out of that cage!"

Edward smiled indulgently. "Six."

"I'm not joking!" Bella pulled one of her legs to her chest, aiming the sole of her foot to his chest and kicking him hard.

"Christ." He reeled back, rubbing his pectoral. "Two more edges, Mistress."

"Untie me. I've changed my mind." It was more of a challenge to see what he'd do. Edward proved to not give a shit about her begging. He could make one hell of a Dom, but he wasn't into that. And for that, Bella was grateful for having the perfect Sub, who was ready to face her wrath just to give her unadulterated pleasure.

Edward slotted himself behind her, trailing his fingers over her pulsing pussy. She nudged his jaw with her nose.

"Please," she murmured.

"Soon," he promised.

Edward picked the Hitachi wand, and Bella spread her legs wider, throwing them over the top of his thighs. He ran the bulbous head of the toy over her sopping pussy, building her anticipation for the moment he turned it on. When he did, Bella jumped, her handcuffs rattling against the headboard.

"Take these off me. I promise to behave."

Edward placed the wand between their legs, twisting enough to give him space to undo the cuffs. Bella immediately grabbed his thighs under her legs, rubbing her ass against his caged dick. Edward pushed the head of the toy against her clit.

Bella scrunched her eyes shut, digging her nails into his legs.

"How close?" he asked.

"Not there yet. Don't stop." She pushed against the toy, seeking a different angle, until the sounds it made against her sopping pussy were downright dirty. "Shhhiiiit. Not yet." She arched her back, straining her muscles. "Now."

Edward took the wand away. Bella lifted her hips seeking it, mewling in need.

"Seven." Edward kissed her neck. "You're doing so good, Mistress."

Bella wanted to laugh at his encouraging words, but she needed them at the moment. She rubbed her back against his chest, whimpering. All her nerves were on fire and all she wanted was to come.

His long fingers filled her pussy, curling to torment her sweet spot, while his thumb pressed against her clit. His other hand slipped under the top of her corset, squeezing her left breast.

Bella cried out broken sounds, her whole body tensing up, bracing for a tsunami building between her legs. The squelching sound was now familiar and Bella pushed against Edward's fingers, eager to reach the peak before the same blanket of relaxing nirvana enveloped her like yesterday.

"Ahh…aahhh…aaaaahhhh…ah, fuck!" Edward withdrew his hand, cupping her now pulsating hot sex. "Noo…. NO!" Bella felt her tears spilling from her eyes.

"Eight, Mistress." Edward caught her lips in a deep kiss.

"Make. Me. Come. NOW!"

Edward slipped from behind her, nestling back between her legs, resuming his torment on her sensitive pussy. It didn't take him long to bring her another unforgettable release. Though, this time, once she fell back to the bed after spraying him in cum, he went back, pumping his fingers faster into her.

Bella screamed so loudly her throat was raw, as another squirt exploded from her body, leaving her boneless. She managed to close her legs, in a vain attempt to keep him away.

"Mistress?" His honey soft voice made her eyelids flutter to see him holding his leather cuff out for her.

"Put it on," she said lifelessly. "Then take me upstairs."

Edward chewed on his lip. "Was it too much?" he asked, worried.

"It was perfect," she breathed. "The bed…I want to sleep."

Edward snapped his cuff in place, before carrying her to her room. He helped her out of her clothes, before wrapping her in her cotton bathrobe. Once he got her under the covers, he hovered over her body, watching her concerned.

"You were amazing," she promised, but sleep took over her body, before she could assure him he was the best she'd ever had.

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